My sister, Penny, was almost two years older than I and as a result of the age gap we were even closer. We used studing as an excuse to be alone together and as a result both of us made good grades. Our parents were happy and seldom invaded our private world. When we were alone together our universe was complete. We were a pair of studious nerds. In the intervening years between that morning and Penny's departure for college we grew up together, matured together, and explored a forbidden love that was as tender and deep as possible for two people. We shared emotional bonds secured in the strength of a brother, sister relationship and enriched with the volatility of lovers. We were inseparable; friends and lovers.














